Wen Shuqiao tapped the stove lightly with her finger, her phone placed to the side.

After thinking for a moment, she picked up her phone and sent a message.

Soon, Can Can, all dressed up, came running out of the children's room in her slippers. As she passed the doghouse, she quickly patted the dog's head.

The cake wasn't woken up at all; it didn't even open its eyes, just turned over and continued sleeping.

Can Can walked to the kitchen entrance, squatted down and touched Milk again. Milk rubbed against him a couple of times, then wagged its tail and walked away haughtily.

Hey, you can't just touch me like that. Remember to open the can next time.

Like a soft little rabbit, Can Can hopped and skipped to Wen Shuqiao's side, hugged her waist, and looked up to ask, "Auntie, are my steamed buns ready?"

Wen Shuqiao put down her phone, cupped his face in her hands and rubbed it a couple of times: "It'll be ready soon. You smeared cake and milk on your hands, you need to wash them, you know?"

Can Can nodded and said, "I know, Auntie. I'm a clean kid, don't worry."

Wen Shuqiao bent down and kissed his forehead: "Go wash your hands, I'll bring the steamed buns to the table."

Can Can stood on her little stool and carefully rubbed her hands several times until they were very clean.

After Wen Shuqiao brought the xiaolongbao to the table, Shen Jiazhou had also tidied up Cancan's bed.

He came out and said, "Can Can, you need to straighten the blanket yourself from now on, and you need to put your own things away properly."

Can Can was already sitting in the chair. Hearing her uncle's words, she asked, "Uncle, can you help me summarize it?"

Shen Jiazhou pulled out his chair and asked, "Why?"

Can Can sniffed the fragrant aroma of xiaolongbao in the air, and then said, "Because you love me."

"Just because I love you means I have to help you organize your things, right? Then if you love me, go help me go to work." Shen Jiazhou snorted, not buying it.

Wen Shuqiao overheard it but ignored the uncle and nephew.

Can Can argued, "Well, I'm a child, I don't go to work."

That's just a jumble of nonsense, I can't understand it!

Shen Jiazhou scoffed, "Your love is quite hypocritical. I'm still an adult, I have to go to work, I don't have time to clean your room, or you can help me clean, sweep, mop, collect the dishes, hang up the laundry..."

Can Can lowered her head and poked at the soft dumpling skin with her chopsticks, but didn't dare to say a word.

How could my uncle become so terrifying?